Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 68
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He is not afraid of offending His Highness the Ninth Highness, when he speaks for Qingyin, he is ready to be reprimanded!

But his thoughts were too simple, he just wanted Qingyin to live forever, but he didn't think of what Qingyin's existence symbolized for the court?
How could he even forget this after being in court for so long?

But when he thought that the woman who was as indifferent as a chrysanthemum and cared about the people of the world would be arrested and executed soon, he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Slowly kowtowing to His Highness Ninth Prince, Zixu's voice was full of helplessness: "Your Highness, it's Zixu who didn't think carefully."

Compared to the entire imperial court, the life of a woman is too insignificant.

Feng Jiuyou looked at him indifferently, and didn't wake him up, nor did he speak.The hall was extremely quiet for a while, and the breathing of the two could almost be heard.

The smile on his face was replaced by Frost when he saw Zixu knelt down, Feng Jiuyou looked at the man kneeling on the ground.

Zixu will not bow his head to others easily, even in front of him, the two of them hardly distinguish between you and me.Although in the eyes of others, Zixu is his bodyguard.

But in the entire Jiuyou Palace, everyone knew that Zixu's words were equivalent to his words.

Today, for a light tone, he actually knelt down to him.

Qingyin and Qingyin, between Zixu and Qingyin, after only meeting each other for a few short times, did they already have such an important position in his heart?
Zixu knelt on the ground, his breathing was a little tight at first, obviously uneasy.But as time passed, his uneasy heart gradually calmed down.

Now that he has pleaded for mercy, he has prepared for the worst.Even if His Highness the Ninth Prince regards him as an accomplice of the secret door, he has nothing to say.

Feng Jiuyou looked at him, her voice was low and lazy: "In your heart, is she so important? Even, more than your life?"

Zixu's body trembled, and he raised his head, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.He looked at His Highness Ninth Prince, as if he had heard some big joke.

"Your Highness?"

Zixu thought, did he hear wrong?
Feng Jiuyou looked at him, with gentle eyebrows and unfathomable eyes, and her voice was as lazy and pleasant as ever: "I ask you, in your heart, is she more important than your life?"

Finally, Zixu was relieved.Looking at him, he opened his mouth, the astonishment and bewilderment in his eyes gradually turned into a complex look after he recovered.

After a while, he quickly lowered his eyelids and covered the look in his eyes with slender eyelashes, and said in a respectful and polite voice, "Your Highness, in Zixu's heart, the most important thing is Your Highness."

A complex look flashed across Feng Jiuyou's eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, and then he quickly let go: "Look at me!"

Zixu raised his head, all the emotions in his heart had disappeared.He looked at His Highness Nine with clear eyes: "Your Highness, what Zixu said is absolutely true!"

Feng Jiuyou twitched the corners of her lips, then suddenly bent down and reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table.After pouring two glasses of wine, he slowly got up and walked in front of Zixu. He bent down and handed the white jade glass to Zixu.

"I believe you!"

As he said that, without giving Zixu a chance to speak, Feng Jiuyou raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.A smile flashed across Zixu's eyes, and he also drank the wine in the glass.

The two of you looked at me and I looked at you, but neither of them spoke again.Feng Jiuyou sat at the table, looked at Zixu who was still kneeling on the ground and sneered: "Are you planning to kneel there for the rest of your life?"

Zixu got up with a flick of his sleeves, and sat down opposite Feng Jiuyou in the blink of an eye.He took the wine glass and filled the wine glass in front of the two of them like Feng Jiuyou did.Take the lead in holding up the wine glass: "Be the first to do it as a respect, if you don't get drunk, you won't return."

Feng Jiuyou smiled slightly, with a deep look in his eyes, he also picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank it down again.

Under the dark sky, the cold wind howled.

Liuyan looked at the two people who were still drinking in the hall, and glanced at the flagon in his hand, feeling a little worried.

His Royal Highness Ninth Prince and Young Master Zixu had already drunk a lot, but judging from their looks, they both seemed to be very sober.He didn't go far before and knew what happened in the hall.

His Highness the Ninth Prince wants to kill the secret door Qingyin, so Zixu pleads for mercy.He didn't understand that Qingyin, as the master of the secret door, chose the wrong method even though she was doing things for the common people. She shouldn't be against the court.

Unless she is willing to let the entire secret door be used by the court, but with the means of the emperor and His Highness, it is very rare to keep all the killers of the secret door, but the master of the secret door will definitely not be left behind.

Thinking about what His Royal Highness said just now that everyone in the secret door should not be removed, he already guessed that Qing Yin, the master of the secret door, must die.

Although he is only 12 years old, he also knows that Qingyin is not an ordinary woman.It is very rare to be able to hide in Jingling City for such a long time under the investigation of His Highness the Ninth Prince.

Suddenly, Zixu looked at him, with a faint smile on his face and slightly rosy cheeks: "Liuyan, what are you doing there? Come here quickly, Your Highness and I are waiting for you where's the wine?"

Liuyan was taken aback, and quickly walked over with the wine.As soon as he walked to the table, he pulled the quilt off and sat down on the stool next to him.

Dazed for a moment, as if being stabbed in the butt by something, Liu Yan bounced off the stool, with an embarrassed expression: "Your Highness, Mr. Zixu."

Feng Jiuyou glanced at him with a lazy expression: "Why don't you drink something too?"

The tone of the inquiry was somewhat careless.

Liuyan's slightly immature face was instantly stained with a blush, and she quickly waved her hands: "His...Your Highness, you...you drank too much."

Zixu looked at him with a smile, and said teasingly: "Liu Yan, a man, drink some! If there is something bothering you, drink a bottle, and get drunk to relieve your worries!"

Liu Yan shook his head again and again, seeing that His Highness the Ninth Highness looked at him with an evil smile, his cheeks turned even redder, and quickly whispered: "Your Highness, Mr. Zixu, Liu... Liu Yan doesn't drink, Liu Yan is still young."

As soon as these words came out, both Feng Jiuyou and Zixu laughed.For a moment, their laughter could almost be heard in the entire Jiuyou Palace.

After a night of hangover, the two of them were still lying at the table when they woke up.Liu Yan originally wanted to get them into the room, but he was a little timid when he thought that they would drag him to drink as soon as they woke up.

After guarding them all night, when the two of them woke up, Liu Yan hurriedly brought up the hangover soup that had been prepared earlier: "Your Highness, Mr. Zixu, drink some hangover soup."

Feng Jiuyou rubbed his forehead, slightly surprised in his heart, he was actually drunk.And, there's the legendary hangover-waking headache.

Zi Xuyouyou opened his eyes, seeing Liu Yan looking at him cautiously, and remembering that he and His Highness the Ninth Prince were making fun of Liu Yan last night, he couldn't help but hooked his lips: "Liu Yan, you are twelve this year."

Liu Yan didn't know why Zixu asked this, but nodded honestly: "Yes, Mr. Zixu."

Feng Jiuyou answered the words lazily: "When you are weak, you should marry a wife. Before marrying a wife, it is necessary for a man to drink."

Liu Yan's cheeks turned red again, like a ripe apple.Feng Jiuyou and Zixu looked at each other with a smile, took the hangover soup from the embarrassed Liuyan and drank it gracefully.

All the unhappiness seemed to have never happened, and the secret door incident seemed to have never happened.Coming out of Jiuyou Palace, Zixu looked up at the gray sky.

Slowly stretch out your hand and take the thin snowflakes in your palm.Such a small thing, meeting the warmth of his palm, turned into water droplets in a blink of an eye.

He suddenly thought of Ruan Mianmian and Qingyin.Such a woman, after this winter, I am afraid I will never see her again.

(End of this chapter)